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Alpha Magnus
Alpha Magnus. I had just arrived at the Stormclaw Pack to pick up my yearly dues when the scent of blood and the sound of clashing fangs reached me. It quickly became clear a fierce battle was unfolding between the pack’s warriors and a group of rogue wolves. Preparing to join the fight with my men, my attention was pulled away by something unusual on the edge of the forest, a young woman slipping quietly into the woods. She moved with a calm and deliberate grace that felt strange amid the chaos, and for reasons I couldn’t explain, I found myself drawn to her. At first glance, I thought she might be an omega; her soft, rounded figure and modest clothing gave her an unassuming appearance, making her blend into the background as if she didn’t belong in this setting. But there was
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